deliRious or DIVINE

there is a fine line between delirious and divine in the wee-hours of morning.

the subtle silliness seeps in and makes you start to rhyme.
= delirious.
the bathing of dark night songs sends hymns to their creator.
= divine.

in silence the whole world seems to be separated from my space with God.
= divine.
in racing thoughts of past unforeseen misfortune chaos keeps my eyes open.
= delirious.

hours sitting awake leave me restless and without presence in the day.
= delirious.
hours spent alone with God has helped me learn to be silent and listen.
= divine.

whether delirious or divine, i have chose neither, but they are mine.